Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

He will become more easily led.

"Fujiwara, you are right about one thing."

Old Li suddenly spoke up, staring at the man in front of him.

"We must put what the adults want into their pockets."

"If this mission fails and we don't get ownership of the entire project, it will prove that you and I are worth nothing more than this."

"And for those who have no value, that adult will only do one thing."

"That is erasure, erasure of everything about you as a person, and even erasure of everything about your family."

Old Li suddenly smiled.

"You have done your research very clearly. I have a daughter who just started high school. She is my little surprise at such an old age."

"Although she is a little arrogant and has a lot of the temperament of a rich girl, she is my daughter, the one I have watched grow up."

"I can die. It doesn't matter. I have done a lot of bad things in the past. I deserve to die."

"But my daughter is different. I can't let death involve her."

"I believe you also have important things, such as money, status, your own life or the lives of those you cherish."

Lao Li shook his finger.

"I'm telling you very clearly, if this mission fails, if the Master doesn't get what he wants, the things we value most will inevitably disappear completely in this world in an unexpected way without causing any splashes."

"Don't even think about resisting the adults. For more than a decade, all those who have tried to resist have died comfortably."

"The only thing we can do is to try our best to complete the task."

"And all you have to do is listen to me obediently, understand?"

Fujiwara nodded dully. Now looking at him like this, he seemed very well behaved, without any trace of his previous arrogance.

"Then Li Sang, what exactly should we do to help the master get what he wants."

"If we negotiate normally, it's obvious that we can't reach a preliminary cooperation, let alone make him give up everything in the future."

"Then at this time, we can only use force, the only thing we can rely on." Old Li took a sip of tequila calmly.

"But you also said that this is China, we can't take the same measures as before, right?" Mediterranean Fujiwara pursed his lips and asked in confusion.

"It's not that we can't use it, but we can't use it blatantly, or in other words, we can't let others know that it was us who did it." Old Li still had that kind smile on his face, "So before that, we have to make adequate preparations and plans."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li," Mediterranean Fujiwara nodded and bowed.

"What you're saying now is completely contradictory to what you just said. I have completely lost my ability to understand what you are thinking."

Lao Li calmly placed the wine on the coffee table, clasped his hands together, and looked cold.

"It's very simple."

"First, we can't take action directly unless it's absolutely necessary. We have to let others do it for us, whether it's using money or threats. We need to gather a group of tight-lipped people to do the work, and we can just hide in the dark and manipulate."

"Secondly, for this mission alone, it is useless to target Su Jingtian. He is not someone who will be scared by such means."

"He's a smart man, but he's also a gambler, and there wasn't much truth in his words just now."

"But there is one thing he said that is true."

"Everything he has done so far was for his daughter." Old Li scratched his forehead lightly to flick away the glass shards that had just splashed on his forehead.

"All actions must revolve around her daughter. Fujiwara, that is Su Jingtian's only weakness."

Old Li threw out a photo, which was a picture of Su Xiaoqiang with a bright smile and a scissors hand gesture.

"Perhaps after his beloved daughter has experienced a few near miss car accidents, been kidnapped by criminals seeking revenge on society, and unfortunately encountered a few fires, his thoughts may change a little."

"As long as he knows that if this continues, his daughter will be in danger at all times, Su Jingtian will give in on this project."

"This kind of thing," Mediterranean Fujiwara took the photo and whispered,

"Wouldn't it be enough to just tell him in the hall that we have the ability to do this?"

"People only believe what they see with their own eyes." Old Li murmured indifferently.

"Will this really work?" Mediterranean Fujiwara was very skeptical.

"Su Jingtian must know that we did this. Wouldn't he directly notify the police or other departments to detain us? After all, we are the only ones who have had friction with him recently."

"What are you talking about, Fujiwara?" Old Li looked puzzled.

"Drunk drivers, frustrated people seeking revenge on society because their lives are not going as planned, public facilities that have unexpected power outages and fires, what do these have to do with us?"

"It's just that Miss Su has been unlucky recently."

24, over.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 171: Nosy?

"I understand. To put it simply, we are still doing underworld things, but we can't leave any traces of ours, right?" Mediterranean Fujiwara understood what he meant, but the sudden sharp pain on his head made him gasp.

Fujihara tried to hold back his distorted face, and at the same time he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

damn it!

This kind of thing should be explained simply and clearly, why must it be made into what it is now?

Fujiwara gritted his teeth imperceptibly. He didn't dare to show any hatred towards Lao Li now. He could only look at the big man who had just held him down and the woman in kimono who forced him to open his eyes, with great ferocity.

When the two big men who had taken action saw the woman in kimono, they lowered their heads in panic and remained silent.

They had no choice. Even though they were martial artists and ninjas practicing on opposite sides of the battlefield, the two people in front of them were not someone they could afford to offend or who could deprive them of their lives and even their families.

However, if they have to choose one, they would rather offend Fujiwara than anger Lao Li, even if they are subordinates brought by Fujiwara.

After all, strictly speaking, these people grew up listening to the evil legend of Lao Li.

He committed arson, murder, looting and everything in between. If this man were in the Japanese underworld decades ago during the chaos, he would be a figure known for his cruelty, and his name could even stop a child from crying.

Not to mention that his brutality has reached a new level since he followed the Master more than 20 years ago.

Although he looks like a kind old man now, if the person in front of them gets ruthless, they firmly believe that they will be punished more horribly than death. They don't know what's wrong with Fujiwara's brain that he dared to challenge him just now.

Provoke him.

Fujiwara was still staring at those men, the murderous intent in his eyes almost made them tremble and kneel down.

But then they were saved.

Just like in nature, snow hares are afraid of hungry wolves wielding sharp claws, but above the hungry wolves, there are tigers!

At this moment, for Fujiwara, Lao Li was the tiger that could bite his neck at any time.

So when Lao Li didn't say a word, Fujiwara realized his gaffe belatedly. He turned around in panic, only to see Lao Li looking at him coldly.

In an instant, fear and pain came one after another, and Fujiwara had no choice but to lower his head.

Old Li seemed very satisfied with Fujiwara's performance. He smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

"To be precise, don't leave any traces unless it is absolutely necessary."

Old Li looked meaningfully at the Mediterranean Fujiwara.

"Fujiwara, I have to remind you. Based on my understanding of the Lord over the years, in every sense, he is not the kind of person who is willing to wait too long for something like this."

Old Li shook the wine glass in his hand, and his every move revealed a leisurely mood again.

He grasped the rim of the wine glass and brought it to his eyes, just looking at the sparkling ice ball inside, without even looking at Fujiwara again.

"You may not know this, but the Lord has already written to urge us yesterday."

"Fujiwara, if you delay it too late, your family members will not have an easy time."

"Don't talk like it's none of your business, Li-san."

Mediterranean Fujiwara felt a little panicked when he learned that the adult had already urged him once.

He raised his head and waved his hands around making all sorts of meaningless gestures. His mouth opened and closed, saliva flying everywhere. He looked extremely ugly.

"You were assigned as the contact person here, weren't you?"

"You were asked to join us on this mission weren't you?"

"If the adults are not satisfied, you and your family will not have an easy life either!"

"Fujiwara, have you forgotten something?" Old Li's calm eyes reflected the wine in the glass. His voice became calmer and calmer, without any panic.

"I am already over sixty years old. Strictly speaking, a person of my age can no longer make much noise. You are the main person in charge of this mission, but since you are not qualified to contact the adults, I have to be responsible for conveying the adults' orders in the end."

He put down his crossed legs and solemnly placed the glass in his hand on the coffee table. There was a clinking sound as it bumped against the table, which seemed a little empty.

Old Li crossed his hands and placed them under his chin.

He tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking very relaxed.

"As for me, in this mission, I am at best just an extra staff member assisting your operations."

"I admit that I was a little aggressive just now, but that was your own fault, Fujiwara."

"But no matter how strong I appear, Fujiwara, in the final analysis, the main operations of this mission are not under my control, and the main credit will not fall on me, so there is no reason to put the main responsibility on me." Old Li shrugged indifferently, with a relaxed look on his face.

"I really failed. I just need to cut some blood. I believe that you will not make it difficult for me considering my hard work over the years."

"As for the others, like you, Fujiwara, you have only been with the Master for a few years and have not made any achievements. You are still young and energetic and capable. I am afraid that in the Master's eyes, your value is much higher than mine. Otherwise, why would he give you this mission?"

Mediterranean Fujiwara had a look of sudden realization on his face, and at the same time, a sense of fear rose involuntarily in his heart.

Although he had never come into contact with adults, he had heard from others that in the minds of adults, if the value was too high, it might not necessarily be a good thing!

Fujiwara swallowed unconsciously.

According to Lao Li, if this mission fails, he may have to take full responsibility. By then, it will not be as simple as being shot in the head by dozens of wine bottles or stabbed in the eyes by daggers!

Old Li immediately noticed his little action and guessed his little thoughts.

He couldn't help but let out a meaningful smile.

"It seems that Fujiwara, you also understand something in your heart, right?"

"That's right. If your actions and performance this time are not worthy of the adults' assessment of your value, what may happen next cannot be imagined alone." Old Li shook his head disappointedly and looked at Fujiwara with regret, clicking his tongue constantly, as if he had seen some lamentable scene.

Rustling!

Old Li stood up gently and slowly adjusted his clothes from head to toe.

He calmly adjusted his tie, buttoned up his cuffs, and smoothed out every wrinkle on his suit in front of everyone.

In the huge space, besides the sounds of everyone's breathing, the only sound was the sound of Lao Li adjusting his clothes.

The sudden harsh sound of leather boots rolling over broken glass was enough to make anyone feel creepy.

Old Li walked up to Fujiwara, who looked indifferent, and patted his shoulder, again and again, with increasing force.

At the end of the shoot, Lao Li exerted all the invisible pressure on it and gently squeezed it.

"But I will try my best to help you, Fujiwara. First, according to reliable internal intelligence, Miss Su will spend an afternoon in a shopping mall tomorrow. The address is on the back of the photo. Before daybreak, you might as well make some preparations and see if you can do anything."

Didi——!

Suddenly, a cell phone rang, followed by a melodious song.

Old Li didn't take out his cell phone, but his face was instantly filled with smiles. He must have known who was behind the call.

"Come on, Fujiwara-san. I hope I can see you alive again after this mission."

"Oh no."

Old Li looked around the room, looked at everyone one by one, and forced everyone to lower their heads one by one.

"I hope to see you alive."

Then he put a finger to his lips, signaling everyone to be quiet, and dialed the phone.

"Hello? Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"Hey, weren't you talking about business just now? Didn't you see your call and rushed out? I'm just a little late, please forgive me, Dad."

"No! How could I still drink at my age? I asked my subordinates to block all the drinks for me."

"It went smoothly. Everything went according to Dad's idea."